overtherainbow
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15 stone 10. 220 pounds. 99.81 Kilos.
Whatever way I type it, it is big. It even sounds big in Kilos, and I don't even think in Kilos. Arrrgggghhhhh!!!!
I have lost weight and regained twice now
What interrupted my feasting was...
1. The appearance of a dark purple stretch mark, high up on my tummy, unmovable by even surgery.
2. Trying to paint my toenails. It was near on impossible because my tummy gets in the way of bending over, like being pregnant.
3. The realization that I can only dance to two songs before I have to stop... Even after one minute of dancing I am all hot and red faced.
4. Finding no joy in going shopping, only absolute horror when looking into one of them see your bum 360 degree mirrors.
There are other reasons of course, but I am starting to question myself again... a panicky whatareyoudoingtoyourselfRuth.
I found myself buying salad and strawberries today. My fridge is bare... A blank canvas on which to begin a new diet. So why not just seize the moment, and do it now? Now is the only time that matters. I just wish I had just done it NOW months ago, then I would be sitting here slim. I wouldn't be sitting here though.,.. I would probably be dancing around the room with my kids.
My mind is always drifting to my double chin, and the rolls of fat on my stomach. I really gain weight on my face, and I feel ridiculously self conscious. All the time. Being big is robbing me of confidence. It has to change, I have to change, for good. There is no joy in eating badly. I am not going to cheat on this diet. I am going to give it my all, my gift to myself. We only have one body, and it is our choice how we treat it. Our decisions have led to it getting overweight, and our choices can lead to it deflating again.
This isn't my true shape. My true shape is slim, and its there, right now, screaming out from under the duvet of fat I have smothered it under. This is my promise to my true shape, I will dig you out, I will reveal you, and I will love you.
Whatever way I type it, it is big. It even sounds big in Kilos, and I don't even think in Kilos. Arrrgggghhhhh!!!!
I have lost weight and regained twice now
What interrupted my feasting was...
1. The appearance of a dark purple stretch mark, high up on my tummy, unmovable by even surgery.
2. Trying to paint my toenails. It was near on impossible because my tummy gets in the way of bending over, like being pregnant.
3. The realization that I can only dance to two songs before I have to stop... Even after one minute of dancing I am all hot and red faced.
4. Finding no joy in going shopping, only absolute horror when looking into one of them see your bum 360 degree mirrors.
There are other reasons of course, but I am starting to question myself again... a panicky whatareyoudoingtoyourselfRuth.
I found myself buying salad and strawberries today. My fridge is bare... A blank canvas on which to begin a new diet. So why not just seize the moment, and do it now? Now is the only time that matters. I just wish I had just done it NOW months ago, then I would be sitting here slim. I wouldn't be sitting here though.,.. I would probably be dancing around the room with my kids.
My mind is always drifting to my double chin, and the rolls of fat on my stomach. I really gain weight on my face, and I feel ridiculously self conscious. All the time. Being big is robbing me of confidence. It has to change, I have to change, for good. There is no joy in eating badly. I am not going to cheat on this diet. I am going to give it my all, my gift to myself. We only have one body, and it is our choice how we treat it. Our decisions have led to it getting overweight, and our choices can lead to it deflating again.
This isn't my true shape. My true shape is slim, and its there, right now, screaming out from under the duvet of fat I have smothered it under. This is my promise to my true shape, I will dig you out, I will reveal you, and I will love you.
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